A net profit of one hundred thousand Nightmare Coins in a single day left Chen Lin overjoyed.
But he also knew that this could not be repeated.
He had sold so much today because the owners of the various Gourmet Houses on Gourmet Island had all come to sample his food. None of them lacked Nightmare Coins, and their visits were also a matter of exchanging courtesies, lending their support to a newly opened shop. After all, he was a Four-Star Gourmet, and everyone wanted to make his acquaintance.
Over at Xue Wa's shop, however, only owners of one-star establishments had come to show their support. Hardly any from two-star establishments or higher had visited.
Since this was an exchange of courtesies, he would have to patronize their Gourmet Houses now that they had visited his. A fair amount of that money would have to be spent.
But no matter what, this was a good beginning.
With this shop, he would never lack Nightmare Coins again. Gambling Fortune Lake, Wanhuagu Valley-their paltry Nightmare Coin penalties were no more than a light drizzle. He could go whenever he wanted!
But then a troubled expression appeared on Chen Lin's face.
Because this shop would have to close tomorrow!
Five pots of Drunken God Brew and twenty servings of Mortal Dust Spirit Dew had all sold out in a single day!
Under Gourmet Island's rules, any dish that had been registered and entered on a Gourmet House's menu had to be available whenever the establishment was open. Otherwise, the owner would be punished.
And removing a dish from the menu was far from easy.
Chen Lin had originally thought that setting higher prices would keep people from ordering them, but he had overlooked the owners of these Gourmet Houses. Now that everything had